Walls of hate

d Hyunjin. The young secretary sat across from his boss, his posture straight and his hands folded tightly in his lap. T

fia boss preceded him, and Hyunjin had witnessed firsthand how effortlessly Jeon destroyed anyone who dared oppose him.

merger with the Japanese syndicate depends on my marital status. They want

never once imagining that his duties would extend beyond office work. But now Jeon

othing more. You get paid handsomely, and in return, you play the role of my loving spouse.

. A contract marriage? It sounded absurd. Ridiculous, even. But this was Jeon-there was

d quietly, knowing full well th

xpression hardening. "That

ut agreeing to this marriage meant stepping into a life he wasn't prepared for-one filled with lies, deception, and

over him. "I don't expect you to love me. This is purely a business transa

nodded, his voice barely abov

irk, but there was no warmth

jin couldn't shake the feeling that h

year, but neither of them could predict how long it would take for their hea